Don't use my boy Weezy to support your whoreish tendencies.
I hope you had to get up out of bed and walk across your room to check this text message
He then proceeded to try to whisper up my nose...
I asked about his 3 inch scar on his chest. It's from when he had to castrate a bull on the estancia. Apparently this is how good bull meat is made.
Fuck buddy has no power. Invited her over to use my shower. I love hurricaines.
Putting the night light in my bathroom cabinet was the best idea ever. Awesome for puking while light sensitive
the fact that my dorm room overlooks a children's daycare is enough initiative for me to have safe sex.
They nicknamed me the gargoyle. Sex with me is getting gargoyled. The last one I fucked yelled "gargoyle me" for dirty talk. I think fucking me is part of their pledging initiation. Somewhat OK with this.
I just found our entire wall-to-wall from September 2006 printed out and clipped... it's 49 pages. Blackout me is so considerate of bored-at-work me
I had a dream where I was about to fight you but you were dressed like a greek god and had just killed a werewolf with your bare hands
My going away gift was all of them dancing around with solo cups on their dick and balls...these are my friends
I bet he'd be real motivational during sex. And he'd probably make you call him superman.
And all you did was hit on me and do things "for America", so you weren't judged heavily
Sustenance and doggy style.. the only two things I need
i couldn't be more explicit if i hit him upside the head with a dildo
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